The Song In The Air

There is a song in the air I can hear it everywhere Not just the birds and the bees, But rocks, grass, flowers, and trees. They sing their own song As we go along. But we must listen to hear The love, the beauty the cheer What would life be With no rock, grass, flower or tree? So listen and hear the gentle refrain Sung by all nature again and again.

by Nina Spearman Reese

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